Kamen Rider ZZZ, the American comic book spiritual mentor

Perhaps, I will soon meet this famous and powerful mutant.

Chapter 212 Magneto's After-Dinner Stories

The righteous and upright military general was right; the allocation of funds was extremely efficient, even miraculously fast.

Around 3 p.m. that day, a sum of up to 30 million US dollars was deposited into the committee's public account with the note "annual funding".

With an annual grant of 30 million US dollars, the entire committee currently has fewer than 30 people, meaning each person's annual income would be around one million US dollars.

This is also a huge sum of money for these superheroes, allowing them to improve their lives.

The idea that superheroes shouldn't talk about money is utter nonsense to Lin Nan; he doesn't want his heroes to fight on an empty stomach.

Effort should be rewarded, and even more so.

The compensation for Tony was even more generous, including two million US dollars for the marble floors and the giant chandelier on the ceiling—enough to replace several times over.

No one dislikes money, but Lin Nan didn't take a single penny; he distributed it all to the committee members.

Some of the "reform through labor" members would also receive a share according to their contributions. After all, those who had the opportunity to undergo reform through labor were not heinous criminals. Improving their lives could also increase their sense of belonging and loyalty to the committee.

A carrot and a stick are both essential.

Lin Nan is not short of money now. After living in the small apartment for a long time, it has left many memories and traces, and the idea of ​​moving to a bigger house has gradually faded. As long as you don't lack money, that's enough.

As for the apology statement, it was issued more promptly, published on the official website at noon, and published in all print media and broadcast on television.

Of course, the federal government attributed it all to a misunderstanding, but their words were extremely sincere and their attitude was genuine, leaving Lin Nan with no excuse to cause trouble and ask for more money.

As time passed and night fell, Lin Nan did not return to his apartment, but instead went to the super prison on the third basement level of the committee.

The super prison was designed by Tony and Norman, and thanks to their financial resources, it was very efficient. Large areas have already been put into use, and there aren't many people incarcerated yet.

Because the vast majority of criminals with superpowers are either imprisoned in federal special prisons or "accidentally killed" by Lin Nan, they have no chance to enter the committee.

There are only three people currently imprisoned: Lizard Man, Juggernaut, and Fire Man.

Tony and his team haven't figured out an antidote for the lizard serum yet, so they'll have to make do with Dr. Connors.

Fireman and Juggernaut were locked up next to the Doctor, and Lin Nan even thoughtfully arranged a double room for them with a big bed.

When Lin Nan arrived in front of the "double room," she looked through the extremely thick tempered glass.

He needed some information about Magneto. He had been in this universe for more than half a year and had figured out some of the patterns.

In this universe, the plot of the MCU is generally similar, but the plot involving mutants and other characters seems to have changed a lot.

The scene where Wolverine and Lady Silver Fox appeared together is still vivid in my mind.

This part of the story has never appeared in any version.

He needed some intelligence to assess Magneto's character and to facilitate his future actions.

Magneto, like Professor X, is extremely mysterious in this universe; there isn't even a single photo of his face.

Although the two mutants acted together, they did not seem to have a close relationship, as they did not communicate at all.

Fireman lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, looking utterly hopeless, while Juggernaut, with his enormous body, sat upright on a small stool, motionless, seemingly contemplating life.

Lin Nan knocked on the glass, and Fireman sat up abruptly from the bed. When he saw who was knocking, he immediately put on a harmless yet fawning smile. As expected of a high-level mutant, his consistent style was: those who know when to yield are the wise ones.

If it were the Hedgehog Man who came today, he would probably only say "Do you?" to Lin Nan, and then be punched into ashes.

Lin Nan put her eyes on the iris scanner on the door lock, and after a beep, the door lock opened.

He pushed the door open and entered, without closing it, and pointed to the bedside: "Sit down."

The fire-man nodded repeatedly, his smile unwavering. It was probably the first time in his life that he had sat up straight, staring intently at the base of the wall.

"Are you settling in well? How does it compare to where the Brotherhood is?"

Fireman shook his head repeatedly: "This is much more comfortable than the Brotherhood. This isn't a prison, it's a luxury hotel, boss."

Boss?

Lin Nan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and didn't correct her. Let the child be called whatever he wants.

"I'd like to know some information about Magneto. Could you tell me?" Lin Nan asked very casually. "Of course, it's okay if you don't want to tell me. I'm not someone who likes to force others."

Pyro shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, boss, I will tell you everything I know. What do you want to know? I've had enough of Magneto. He's so young, wearing a helmet and trying to look cool."

"Wait... young?" Lin Nan realized something was wrong.

If I remember correctly, Magneto's origin story takes place around the 1920s, meaning that even if mutant genes can slow down aging, it's impossible for him to appear young.

Fireman widened his eyes and replied, "Yes, he looks to be only in his early thirties, very young. What's wrong?"

Lin Nan fell into deep thought. The discrepancy was too great. This young Lao Wan had never experienced World War II. A person's experience is determined by their experiences. Without experiencing those hardships, one's temperament may be completely different from what one remembers.

So, is Professor X also very young?

"Do you know about his past?" Lin Nan asked.

"I don't know, he's never mentioned it."

"What are his abilities? Is it controlling metal or controlling magnetic fields?"

Fireman thought for a moment: "It should be controlling the magnetic field. He can fly and levitate, which requires the power of the magnetic field."

What is the fraternity's ideology?

"Mutant supremacy."

This matches perfectly; it's very extreme, and there's not a single good news.

Old Man Wan can control magnetic fields, which is many times more powerful than what is shown in the movies.

How did you end up joining the Brotherhood?

Pyro sighed, a look of reminiscence on his face: "I was expelled from Xavier's School for hurting someone, and that's when I met Magneto."

"He told me a story about a maggot."

"There was a maggot that had great ambitions from a young age. From the moment it was born, it was determined to eat the hottest poop. It worked hard and struggled for this goal and finally succeeded. It occupied the best spot in the pit and could eat the hottest poop every day."

"Knight, do you know what this means?"

Lin Nan felt disgusted by the story Magneto told about recruiting followers, and tentatively asked, "With enough effort, even a maggot can achieve its dreams?"

"No, he told me that this means bloodline is everything, and no matter how hard a maggot tries, it can only eat dung."

"Mutants are born stronger than ordinary people and should be entitled to all privileges."

That actually makes a lot of sense...

Chapter 213 The Fall of the Heavenly Father, the Eternal Rest of the Supreme One

At this point in the conversation, Lin Nan had lost all desire to continue. He stood up and said, "Write down everything you know about Magneto. I'll give you one day, and hand it to me at this time tomorrow."

Lin Nan took out a miniature computer from his pocket. It was only the size of a palm and looked like a piece of glass. The back of the computer faintly reflected a red spider pattern.

This miniature computer far surpasses all other computers on the market in terms of both processing speed and performance.

This was the first product produced by Parker Industries, which Peter was about to found, codenamed "S1".

After handing over the computer, Lin Nan walked out of the cell without closing the door.

But Huo Ren was very sensible; he went over and closed the door himself, and even bowed to Lin Nan's back.

When Lin Nan returned to the apartment, it was already late at night. He took a shower, lay down next to Wanda, and kept thinking about Magneto.

Old Wan's combat prowess is undeniable. However, due to his age, Lin Nan is unsure of Old Wan's attitude towards ordinary people. If the conflict is irreconcilable, Lin Nan may have no choice but to painfully eliminate him.

......

Compared to the hustle and bustle of New York City, a small town in Norway is much quieter.

In early spring according to the Gregorian calendar, Norway is still in the dead of winter, with biting winds and heavy snow. A glacier winds around the north side of the town, with the ice layer frozen very thick.

An elderly man with gray hair had broken a hole in the ice and was sitting on a small stool next to it, fishing. He wasn't wearing a cotton-padded coat, only a very thin yellow plaid shirt, but he didn't seem to feel the cold and appeared quite content.

He looked up at the night sky. The clouds were thick, obscuring the moonlight and stars; only a pitch-black canopy covered the earth.

"A great era is coming, but it's a pity I won't be able to see it."

A hint of melancholy flashed across the old man's single eye, but it vanished in an instant.

"Father, Mother's meal is ready. Stop fishing and come back to eat."

Thor, shirtless, walked slowly towards them, calling out as he went.

The old man was none other than Odin, who lived a secluded life in Norway, leading an ordinary life, occasionally fishing to pass the time, and enjoying a very pleasant existence.

Odin did not turn around, nor did he put away his fishing rod, nor did he answer; he simply kept looking up at the sky.

"Father..."

Thor sensed something was wrong, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickened his pace to go over.

Odin's face remained unchanged as he turned his head slightly: "Son, I may not be able to eat your mother's cooking again. I have already heard the horns of Valhalla."

This statement contains not a trace of sadness, but only a sense of peace and composure.

Thor stopped in his tracks and took a deep breath: "Father..."

Odin put away his fishing rod and clapped his hands: "Still no luck today. Looks like my fishing skills are really not good."

Like an ordinary old father, he handed the fishing rod to Saul and said with a smile, "All life will eventually come to an end, my child."

A golden divine light flashed, and Odin donned his divine armor once more. His hair was white, his face was benevolent, and he embodied both divinity and humanity.

"I am Odin, the father of the gods, the god of war and victory, the king of the dead and the spirits, the god of wisdom and knowledge, the father of runes and magic, the god of poetry and eloquence."

“I have traversed the nine realms, and I have patrolled the universe in the form of a snake and a falcon. They also call me the Thousand-Faced God and the Shapeshifter.”

"I traded my right eye for the fountain of wisdom, and hung upside down from the Tree of the World; they call me the Hanged God."